Seraphic Secret has not, so far, written about Hurricane Sandy (what a terrible name for such a devastating storm) because, frankly, we had nothing original to say. We all know that nature is pitiless, government services fail, and neighbors help neighbors while politicians pose and preen.
Seraphic Secret has one daughter in Teaneck and one in Queens. Both are okay, thank G-d.
We also have an elderly relative who lives in Long Beach, a beloved aunt. Aunt X is, um, kind of stubborn. So when the order to evacuate was given, she just hunkered down in her second-floor apartment, saying: “What do they know? This is my home. I’m staying.”
On the phone, before the storm hit, a concerned Seraphic Secret called Aunt X.
“You have to evacuate.”